All Chapters of MATERD TO THE SON OF THE DEMON KING: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

He turned."What?""The western gates have fallen."His expression hardened."How many?"The woman swallowed."All of them."The king went still."Who breached them?"She looked at me."We don't know.""Then why are you here?"The woman hesitated."Because they aren't attacking."The king frowned."What are they doing?"She looked terrified."They're waiting.""For what?"Her eyes moved back to me."For her."Silence.The mark on my wrist pulsed.Every guard in the room stepped backward.The woman whispered:"They said they won't enter the palace."The king's expression darkened."What did they say?"She swallowed."They said she'll come out."My mother grabbed my hand."No."I looked at her."Who are they?"She didn't answer."Mom.""They're the first.""The first what?"She looked at Azrael.He answered."The first blood."My stomach tightened."What does that mean?"Azrael looked toward the palace doors."It means your family isn't the only one that knows what you are."The king st

I looked at Timothee.His face had gone pale.His eyes were unfocused, darting from place to place. The woman grinned, her teeth a hint of brown, yellow and white together, shinning in the moonlight."He can't protect you."Timothee forced himself upright, spitting blood out as he pushed himself to stand."Watch me."She looked amused."You are dying.""I've heard that before.""And yet you keep surviving."His expression hardened."Maybe I'm harder to kill than you think."The woman tilted her head."Maybe."She looked at me."Or maybe she's keeping you alive."I frowned."What?"The woman pointed toward our joined hands."Your bond."My stomach tightened."You know about it.""I know everything.""Then tell me what it is."The woman smiled."No."I stared at her."Why?""Because if I tell you, you'll make the wrong choice."The king stepped forward."Enough."The woman looked at him."You don't command me.""I can destroy you."She laughed."You couldn't destroy me when you had an

My eyes filled with tears.The woman suddenly released my arm.I stared at her."What does that mean?"She looked toward Kaelen."He's awake.""Who?"Her face went pale."The thing inside the seal."The ground beneath the house trembled.Kaelen stepped backward."That's impossible."The little girl began crying.The woman turned toward her."Get away from the window."I looked outside.The forest had gone completely still.No wind.No birds.No footsteps.Nothing.Then every tree in the clearing bent at once.Something moved between them.Kaelen drew his weapon."What is that?"The woman whispered:"The first moon."I looked at her."That's what you called yourself."She shook her head."No."Her eyes filled with fear."I was only the vessel."The little girl grabbed my hand.Her fingers were freezing.She looked up at me."He's coming.""Who?"She pointed toward the forest.Then whispered:"Your real father."A figure stepped out from between the trees.I couldn't see his face.But I

Mercy's POVThe darkness vanished.I was back in the throne room and Timothee was still chained.The king still stood behind him, blade pressed against his throat.But something was different.Everyone was looking at me.Not at my face.At the crown in my hands.I stared down at it.Black metal with a thin silver crescent ran through the center and Blood stained the edges.I don't remember picking it up."Put it on," the king said, his voice tinged with nervousness.My fingers tightened around it."Why?""Because it's yours."Timothee shook his head."Don't answer him.”The king pressed the blade closer."One more word and he dies."I froze, “That’s your own son.”The stranger's voice whispered behind me.Choose.I looked at Timothee.He was pale.But his eyes were steady."Mercy, don’t wear it."I swallowed."What?""Don't put it on."The king smiled."You see? Even now, he'll sacrifice himself rather than let you become what you were born to be."I looked at him."You keep saying wh

Timothee's POVI'd seen a lot of things I couldn't explain since the day I met Mercy Reign. A girl with no wolf who could still knock a demon off its feet without trying. A crown that answered to nobody but her. A kingdom that bowed the second she put it on, like they'd been waiting their whole lives for someone to give them permission.None of it prepared me for watching her stop a blade with her bare hand.I'd spent months telling myself I was keeping her safe. That was the whole point of every late-night patrol, every argument with the guard captain about who got posted outside her door, every time I'd told her to stay behind me when things got ugly. Standing there watching the light bend around her like it answered to a name I didn't know yet, I understood, all at once, how backwards I'd had it.The light hadn't fully faded yet. It clung to the edges of the room like fog, curling along the columns, and in the middle of it stood Mercy, unmoving, my father's blade an inch from her p